#moon bonding

“You better obey me, little one. Unless… you want to signal you’re free for the taking to everyone else in this hall…” he whispers devilishly in your ear. You feel the blood drain from your cheeks and immediately drop down on his thighs, flinging your legs over to one side. You’d rather stick with the devil you know. Besides, being inside the warm, soft hues emanating from his body means you’re not going to freeze to death any time soon. You try to squirm in different ways to sit comfortably, but in every position, your side keeps awkwardly touching the devil’s front. Link to story